The next day, at dawn.
Son Gokai changed into a clean martial arts uniform and shouldered a small pack.
Son Gohan and Son Goku stood at the doorway of the new house to see him off.
“Brother!
Make sure you come back soon!” Son Goku waved his arm with all his might.
“Grandpa, Goku, I’m off.” Son Gokai took one last look at the home he had lived in for six years, then without any further hesitation, turned around.
“Rabbit Talisman, Godly Speed!” “Whoosh!!” He stamped the ground hard, and his figure instantly became a white gust of wind.
Then, aided by the Rooster Talisman’s levitation, he shot rapidly off into the distance, leaving a long blur in the morning light, and vanished into the edge of the mountain forest in an instant.
Son Goku’s mouth fell open.
“Wow…
Brother is so fast…” Then a fire ignited in Goku’s heart.
‘I have to become that strong too.’ Son Gohan stroked his beard and said nothing for a long while.
“That child…
is no ordinary soul.” The world beyond Mount Paozu was vast and boundless.
Son Gokai’s figure, like a high speed bullet, shot rapidly through the sky above the primeval jungle.
The godly speed and aerial flight granted by the Rabbit Talisman combined with the Rooster Talisman let him disregard every terrain obstacle in his path.
Cliffs, rivers, and ravines were all cleared in a single bound.
His mind was also running at high speed.
‘Grandpa’s martial arts are not wrong either.’ ‘But what he taught me and Goku is a martial arts of cultivating body and mind, not a martial arts of combat.’ Son Gokai understood this with perfect clarity.
Son Gohan was Master Roshi’s senior disciple, and he of course understood the Turtle School’s martial arts.
But having retreated into the mountain forests, he had long since let go of any will to fight.
What he taught his two grandsons day to day was simply to build their bodies, learn to control their strength, and not to become fighting maniacs.
‘In the original story, Goku’s battle power was just barely over 10 when he met Bulma.’ ‘That is completely inconsistent with his Saiyan constitution and his identity as Son Gohan’s student.’ ‘The only explanation is that Grandpa never truly taught him the methods of combat, and Goku relied entirely on figuring it out himself, along with Saiyan instinct.’ ‘It was not until he took Master Roshi as his teacher that Goku truly stepped over the threshold of the martial path.’ Son Gokai’s gaze became razor sharp.
‘Working backward from the Dragon Ball Super storyline, the power system of this world places more and more emphasis on “realm” the further along it goes.’ ‘The Ultra Instinct is the purest martial realm of all, the instinctive response of the body surpassing conscious thought.’ ‘Why does Goku always get there one step ahead of Vegeta?
In what way is Vegeta lacking in talent, effort, or bloodline?’ ‘What he lacks is “foundation!”‘ ‘Goku’s foundation is Master Roshi, then Korin the cat sage at Korin Tower, then Mr.
Popo and Kami at the Lookout…
he built it step by step, training from “technique” all the way up to “the Way.”‘ ‘And what is Vegeta’s foundation?
It is his royal bloodline, the gravity chamber, and the obsession of “I must surpass Kakarot!” What he fixates on is “power,” not “realm!”‘ ‘That is why Goku can grasp Ultra Instinct, while Vegeta walks the domineering path of “Ego’s Extreme Self.”‘ Son Gokai took a deep breath, and the Tiger Talisman’s power instantly brought him into a state of “absolute balance” and calm.
‘My golden finger, the Twelve Talismans.’ ‘The Dog Talisman’s immortality combined with the Horse Talisman’s healing is a perfect perpetual engine of near death revival.’ ‘If I wanted to, I could rack my battle power up to a terrifyingly high number within a single month through repeated self injury, near death, and revival.’ ‘But…
that is absolutely a trap!’ Son Gokai understood very clearly that the Saiyan passive ability was practically abandoned by the author after the Frieza arc (with the exception of the Goku Black arc).
Why?
‘Because it is “overdrafting,” not “growing.”‘ ‘It is simply a forced extraction of the latent potential hidden within the body.
It can fill the water in your cup to the brim, but it cannot make the cup itself any larger.’ ‘Once the potential is squeezed dry, that road hits a dead end, and it would cause severe damage to future possibilities!’ ‘The true path of a strong fighter is to unceasingly train the body, temper the spirit, and elevate the martial realm, making the cup itself as vast as the ocean!’ ‘Only then does near death revival become meaningful, serving as a force that fills the ocean rather than a poison that drains the cup dry.’ ‘Therefore…’ ‘I must never become obsessed with the “convenience” that the talismans provide, they are only my “tools” and my “hidden cards.”‘ ‘My path in the early stages will be the same as Goku’s, and even combined with some ideas from my previous life, I will build an even more solid foundation than he does!’ ‘Take Master Roshi as my teacher, learn the Turtle School, and lay the most unshakeable foundation possible!’ As these thoughts surged through his mind, a salty, humid sea breeze struck his face.
“Roar, crash…” The deafening sound of waves poured into his ears.
Son Gokai brought himself to a stop.
Passing through the last stretch of coconut palms, the vast blue ocean, stretching endlessly in all directions, appeared before his eyes.
“Finally here.” The journey from Mount Paozu to here spanned thousands of kilometers, and he had covered it in under half a day.
“Grumble…” The intense rush of travel drew a protest from his stomach.
He looked at the map, and with Kame House somewhere out on the open sea, it seemed he would have to search for it slowly.
“ROAAAR!!” Just then, from the forest not far away, a savage shriek rang out.
A blue dinosaur standing a full twenty meters tall, shaped like a Tyrannosaurus rex, was staring at Son Gokai hungrily with its lantern sized vertical pupils, eyeing this little “snack.” “Hm?” Son Gokai lifted his head and met its gaze.
“Perfect timing.” The dinosaur opened its gaping maw, bringing a gust of foul wind as it charged.
Son Gokai shook his head.
“I’m just here to borrow a little something to eat.” He did not even move.
Snake Talisman, Invisibility.
His figure vanished from the air in an instant.
The dinosaur skidded to a halt, its massive head turning around in confusion, looking this way and that.
Where had the little “snack” gone?
The next second.
Rabbit Talisman, Godly Speed.
A blur invisible to the naked eye circled around to the dinosaur’s rear.
Son Gokai reappeared, his right index and middle fingers held together, aimed at the base of the dinosaur’s thick, pillar like tail.
Pig Talisman, Heat Vision!
“Zzzt!!” A deep crimson beam, refined to its absolute limit, flashed past in an instant!
“Slice!” No explosion, only a cut.
The air filled with a scorched, savory aroma of meat.
“Roar…?” The dinosaur was stunned for a second, and then a wave of searing pain surged from behind it!
“AAAARRGH!!” Its enormous tail had been severed clean from its body at the root and slammed down heavily onto the beach!
The cut was instantly cauterized by the heat, which had actually stopped the bleeding.
The dinosaur rolled around in agony, completely unable to comprehend what had just happened, and stared at Son Gokai in terror, the “little snack” having transformed in its eyes into something demonic in an instant.
It let out a wail of misery and fled into the forest dragging its ruined body, never looking back.
“As I said, I just needed to borrow a tail.” Son Gokai shrugged and walked over to the severed dinosaur tail, which stood taller than he did.
The Rooster Talisman activated, its telekinesis lifting the massive tail.
The Pig Talisman activated again, the beams precisely slicing the tail into several pieces.
Finally, he used the Dragon Talisman explosion to blast a large pit in the beach, then used the heat vision beams to ignite some wood and build a bonfire.
Not long after, the golden, dripping aroma of roasted meat drifted along the coastline.
Son Gokai tore off a piece of the tail meat, crisp on the outside and tender within, and began eating with large, eager bites.
“Mm, plenty of energy!” Full and satisfied, he clapped his hands clean and wrapped the remaining meat in large leaves to carry as provisions.
He stood on the beach and gazed out at the boundless blue sea.
“Master Roshi, Kame House…” “I’m here.” ============================== Anime: Villain Scientist Chat New Novel guys support me.
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